"Jenson!"

Whitney's lioness roar could be heard throughout the student dormitory.

"Come out, you evil b*stard."

Jenson was sitting quietly by the bay window of the standard dormitory room. Placed in front of him was a wooden easel with a newly painted portrait on it.

Jenson stared at the gentle and beautiful woman in the portrait with misty eyes.

Whitney broke in, placed her hands on her hips, and stomped over to Jenson. "You've done a really terrible thing, you little b*stard."

Jenson raised his eyelids to look at her. In the ray of the sun, Whitney noticed how abnormally bright his beautiful and charming eyes looked.

"Are you crying, Jens?" Whitney asked nervously.

In her memory, this little boy was always so stubborn and unyielding. From the day he enrolled in the academy, he had never shown weakness regardless of the difficulties he encountered. Whitney shifted her gaze to the portrait, and when she saw the gentle, beautiful woman in the portrait,

Whitney was so surprised that she stared at it in a daze.

"She's so beautiful. Who is she, Jens?"

"Mommy," Jenson replied.

Whitney froze...

came

that Jens was a reticent boy, but when he omitted the grammatical modifier and

was so shy that

speechlessly at her, the sadness in his

you

she was here to settle accounts

already signed up for the

Jenson praised her with a deadpan

if he meant it or if he was faking it. He had always been hard to

etiquette class, the instructor said that I can only leave

She found it really hard

it,"

woman at 30. Your kids would have

Jenson,

"So why did you trick me into enrolling in

trick me

Whitney's fury turned into

"Sob, sob, sob..."

long eyelashes quivered, and when he spoke, his

of saying

get back to my mommy as soon as

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